My Princess (9)

Fu Qingji's cold and cold attitude toward Fu Ting was something he took for granted.

However, when Fu Ting returned the favor with the same attitude, he could not help but feel a little strange.

He could not help but think of the first time they met, when Fu Ting took the initiative to walk up to him and call him Third Uncle.

At that time, there was light in the girl's eyes when she looked at him.

But now that the light was gone, it was as if an ice wall had been erected. It was so cold that it made him uncomfortable.

Fu Qingji suddenly felt indescribably frustrated. He did not know what he was angry about, but he was so angry that his breathing became a little heavy. He turned his face away from Fu Ting.

Fu Qingji did not pursue Fu Ting further. She was even more certain that Fu Ting still hated him, so she disliked him too. Now, she was not even willing to help him pass on a message.